Ryan Skrabalak
$5
What all I’m about to share
Misters, is the tape running
Or dripping down my pricked calve
These men fill me up
With velocity and skin for death
In a way I’ve come to realize
Torture is a distillate of realityThis land isn’t your land
You are being detained. Also
Fix a quick mix of piss and coins
Lay your tongue over the zinc
You can’t buy your way out
Upload your death
Drive at earliest convenience
published in Ottawa by above/ground press
February 2025
a/g subscribers receive a complimentary copy
Ryan Skrabalak most recently wrote National Lube (speCt!, 2024) and The Technicolor Sycamore 10,000 Afternoon Family Earth Band Revue (Ursus Americanus, 2024), among other chapbooks. He lives in "Kingston, New York," where he runs and edits Spiral Editions, a poetry press.
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